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| Reviewed by Sandi Schraut |
10/25/2012 |
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| Love can be freeing or a deep well that is a trap. This is so telling of the kind that is not freeing! |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
11/30/2011 |
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There are many "levels" or "intensities" of love... ...and often, love does hurt. Thank you, Rosemarie. Love and best wishes,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by TONY NERONE |
10/15/2011 |
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Wow I would love to hear Norah Jones sing this very good diddty.
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony |
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
10/11/2011 |
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Take your key
Unlock the door
Your prision then
Will be no more
Tell the warden
You've had enough
As you lock him in
And call his bluff
Patrick |
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| Reviewed by Mike Bayles |
10/8/2011 |
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| This is a little different from your other poems. This is a good, sad love poem. The words in this poem are powerful. Love isn't always happy. |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner |
10/8/2011 |
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| OUCH! Very well written, there is a hurting in these words, to be sure, but nay, not for long, not for a heart that is true. |
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| Reviewed by Laura Fall |
10/8/2011 |
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| A deeply moving poem well done Laura |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
10/7/2011 |
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Love is indeed often blind and causes us to forget pride and our own well being. Your poem reflects that it is fine if the feeling is recipricol but if not...yes it is time for you to part and take up the search again.
fee |
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